I was staying in a lively part of central Madrid called Chueca. After Franco finally died, Chueca emerged as the city’s bohemian, creative stronghold, and as the heart of gay Madrid. Over time, the trendy district evolved and moved upscale, so that today, its pedestrianized main streets are lined with shops from international retailers. In a way, it has a similar history to that of Dupont Circle, here in Washington.
Lateral was a two minute walk from my hotel, and it had come well recommended. Note the Maximum Visibility Diners, enjoying the outside seating, even though it was cold and rainy.
It was time for tapas.
I was never a big fan of sushi, but, as my grandmother used to say, “YOLO.” Let’s start with some salmon sashimi with soy sauce and wasabi.
On the other hand, I could live on the crisp, cool taste of ceviche alone. The bowl contained sea bass with lime juice, cayenne, celery, red onion, and sweet corn.
Notice the progression, as each course is a little heavier than the one that preceded it. This is grilled sirloin with melted halloumi on toast.
And finally, calamari in a rosemary bread roll with lime aioli. These are a few of my favourite things.